"a quick jaunt to France... coffee, pan au chocolate, wine, and sunshine".
May 21, 2009
May 19, 2009
May 18, 2009
May 17, 2009
Derriere de poulet!
From Rebecca to Molly.
Rebecca shunned England and its lack of pretty stamps and went all the way to France to score these beauties:
The French may know how to embellish an envelope (come on G.B., what's your problem?!) but somehow I have a hard time picturing the average Frenchperson using the snort-worthy exchange, "What's up?" "Chicken butt." But if they did, it would look like this:
Rebecca shunned England and its lack of pretty stamps and went all the way to France to score these beauties:
The French may know how to embellish an envelope (come on G.B., what's your problem?!) but somehow I have a hard time picturing the average Frenchperson using the snort-worthy exchange, "What's up?" "Chicken butt." But if they did, it would look like this:
May 16, 2009
May 12, 2009
Quoth the Raven: Wear your hat - it's cold out.
From Nicole to Kelly: a fabulous copy of the poem The Raven, which, coincidentally, I had to memorize back in ... college? And it's been an absolute favorite ever since! LOVE IT!
From Molly to Kelly:
A paper hat cleverly depicting all of the layers of clothes one must wear in Portland in the fall. Must, people.
Arrrrrr. I be a pirate. Really!
From Rebecca to Kelly:
The most AWESOME pirate tats ever. Ever. Those bus pirates will never know what hit 'em.
May 11, 2009
May 10, 2009
May 09, 2009
Why Mavens are marvelous
I don't have the words to express how wonderful it was to get this in the mail.
Molly, you totally rule. Totally rule.
May 08, 2009
Stamp envy.
I've been getting some seriously good stamp action here in London. Every piece of maven post that comes through my door has a different attractive stamp on it.
I thought it was about time I shared:
And now I have a confession. I went to see the lady in the post office today, in a quest to have some impressive stamps of my own to glorify envelopes. But oh no, it wasn't to be. Apparently the Royal Mail only tends to do that sort of thing at Christmas. So, my fellow mavens, unless I manage to somehow can my hands on the few rare decorative stamps that are floating around, you're stuck with the Queen's head. I'll try and manage some pretty colours at least, but that's the best I can do for about seven months.
I thought it was about time I shared:
And now I have a confession. I went to see the lady in the post office today, in a quest to have some impressive stamps of my own to glorify envelopes. But oh no, it wasn't to be. Apparently the Royal Mail only tends to do that sort of thing at Christmas. So, my fellow mavens, unless I manage to somehow can my hands on the few rare decorative stamps that are floating around, you're stuck with the Queen's head. I'll try and manage some pretty colours at least, but that's the best I can do for about seven months.
May 07, 2009
A plethora of post
Yesterday I received a veritable plethora of post...I got artwork, fabric, a postcard from a very dear friend which did indeed make me smile and my first ever lucky postcard from Portland!
Not bad for a Wednesday, eh!
Not bad for a Wednesday, eh!
May 06, 2009
Sunshine in the mail
From Molly to Rebecca.
Gosh, I'm a lucky girl. So spoilt by Molly, and how did she know I'm working on a yellow quilt at the moment? Scarily psychic that girl.
Gosh, I'm a lucky girl. So spoilt by Molly, and how did she know I'm working on a yellow quilt at the moment? Scarily psychic that girl.
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